My Life in a few words or less…

Knit happens

I taught myself to knit. Well, I got an instruction book from Michaels (aimed at ages 10+) and took it step by step until I became a master. A master that does not practice their craft, gets frustrated and throws the work away, relies on her Mother in Law to fix all the mistakes… one of those. I cannot call myself a knitter yet, since the only thing I am good at is making squares. I called it a success and that I had reached ‘master’ status when my squares actually looked like squares. I did make some nifty drink cosys, but squares seem to be my specialty. And quickly realized that there is not much use for knitted squares. One can only have so many coasters.

My goal was to make something for Big Mac, start off with a cute little hat and legging combo. Eventually I would be able to whip up a sweater, a beautiful afghan, you know. Sha, right. I am waaaay far off. I started the hat, and it has taken me a bit to get used to what I am supposed to be doing. Perseverance… anyone got some spare perseverance kicking around they can share. Practice makes perfect ? It is quite difficult to keep doing something when you slightly suck at.

It is still a goal… but at the rate I am going, the hat and legging combo might be ready for when Big Mac has babies! (now there is a disheartening and freaky thought)